When I was 12 years old, my family and I had to move from our small town, near the southern city of Gueckedou in Niger, to a new suburb in the city of Ouagadougou.
As a child, I was so afraid of walking that I would only take the bus, the only one in the village.
I could barely walk, and my mother, who is wheelchair-bound, was afraid I would fall down.
But she never let me down.
When I returned home, I realised that I was disabled.
My disability was due to a brain tumour, and in the years since, I have endured an incredible amount of challenges.
I am one of the lucky ones who has a great doctor, a supportive family, a loving and supportive community and a social support network.
I’ve also had the support of the many people who have helped me.
In this article, I will explain how I have been able to overcome these challenges and make a living.
I will share my story and my journey, and share with you some tips on how to build an inclusive community, such as how to be proud of your disability, how to share your disability with your friends and family and how to find help.
Build a community My first job out of school was to make some shoes for my parents and older sister.
In 2009, I started my first job in a textile mill, a job that I later moved on to become a sewing machine operator.
I worked in a mill and I learned sewing skills from my brother, and it was a wonderful experience.
My work life was much like mine.
I had the ability to create a lot of different products, and the only thing I didn’t have was money.
At first, I had a hard time finding work.
There was no salary, no benefits, and I was working in the desert, which is really hard to grow cotton in.
But when I was 14, I found a job with a textile company and began to work harder.
I became more skilled and learned to sew.
After a few years, I got a job as a sewing worker.
My brother helped me find a job at a textile factory, but after two years of working there, he left to start a new job in the capital, Bamako.
At that point, my brothers and I were able to leave the mill, and so I was able to find a better job, which was a new one.
When we returned to the mill in Bamako, my mother gave me a job and I got married.
I was earning a salary of 50,000 dinars ($8.60) a month, but I was also getting a disability.
I have a brain tumor that has kept me from walking for more than 10 years, so I can’t work outside.
I cannot read, I cannot drive and I cannot run or play.
I can walk, but not very well.
I used to get up and walk, sometimes for hours.
When my brain tumours started growing, I became depressed and had no energy.
I lost my job and then I was diagnosed with chronic pain.
I got to work from home a lot and was able for the first time to earn money, but now I have lost all my income and I have to depend on the people who give me money to survive.
Because I cannot work outside, I am not able to get a job, and if I do get a second job, I can not get it.
I live in fear of losing my job.
I feel that if I leave the factory, I won’t be able to afford to live and will have to go back to the same place, so it is hard for me to be able get a living wage.
At the moment, I earn less than a dollar a day.
My mother works at a clothes shop, but her income is too low to support us.
I think she would like to get some more work, but the amount of money she earns is too little.
She would rather take care of us and not get a penny.
My brothers and my sister work as street cleaners, and they work in a nearby shopping mall.
They also help me earn money by helping me with my shopping.
But the amount that they earn is too small, and that is why they are living on less than 100 dinars a month.
Learn skills to earn more I am an accomplished carpenter and am in the top 10% of my class in my school.
However, I never made a profit from my work and was never able to make a profit, so my parents made a lot more money from the clothing store than they were willing to give me.
My father also worked at the clothing factory, and he was willing to share his earnings with my mother.
In my case, the store’s profit was not enough to support my mother and I, so he worked for the store.
I do not have any job because I